Tuesday I was saddened to learn of the death of my best friend as the result of a traffic accident near Newport Tennessee. I tell you all about this because I have mentioned him in several personal e-mails to many of you. And I have even mentioned humorous things we have done in e-mails to the list. Rest assured if I ever said to you "A friend and I", I was speaking of Jeff. His name was Jeff Davis and was 29 years old. I had known the young man for several years (he was my wife's cousin) and on more than one occasion people assumed we were brothers. This was because we did look alike but more than that we were alike. We shared the same likes and dislikes. We didn't always see eye to eye on everything but generally we always voted together. Jeff was a psychologist graduated from the University of Tennessee. While going there he spent many nights at my house. Always with the intention of staying up all night cramming for an exam. Every morning we would find him asleep on the couch. Jeff was in no small part responsible for my sense of humor. No matter how down I was he would always have something witty to say. If I developed a pimple he would comment on how big and hideous it was. Likewise I would him. We were two of a kind and I will miss him very much. Now that I have written this I realize just how inadequate a memorial this is but it's the best I can do. If I had Jeff's life and friendship to do over again I'd probably do little different. Maybe I'd buy him another Moon Pie. Chip Union County TnGenWeb